She was embarrassed to even step outside.
Speaking of Living Yama, he truly was a dangerous man, scrupulously marrying his sister-in-law to ensure he didn’t disrupt someone else’s family by training with subordinates at night.
Su Jiang landed his plane at the General Union and inevitably had to deal with them. Many of his old friends, whom he had grown up with, gathered there.
Among them was Dean Lu Yuan, who appeared the least confident.
Every time Shen Feihu’s gaze swept over, he would guiltily look away.
In the past, the two used to quarrel upon meeting, even coming to blows—what happened now? Those without inside information were utterly confused. Even those who knew couldn’t say much.
After all, considering Meng Fan’s precedent, it indeed wouldn’t be good if something happened.
"Hey? Why haven’t I seen Living Yama?" Su Jiang took the lead, casually touring. Suddenly remembering the person he’d hoped to meet, he turned to Shen Feihu and said, "Old Shen, that’s not very kind of you! You took my man, and now you won’t even let him meet his former leader."
Qigang’s big break was equally Su Jiang’s big break. One as the supreme commander, the other as a frontline operator. Their coordination was unprecedentedly seamless; at just one command, Qigang could react swiftly. Even his orders were carried out with unexpected tactics.
Especially regarding long-range attacks and encircling sniper battles, Qigang possessed a breathtaking talent.
After the Southern Border campaign ended, Qigang retired, which grieved Su Jiang for a long time.
If it hadn’t been for several seniors intervening personally, he would never have let him go.
"How could that be? I’ve already informed him," Shen Feihu said with a smile, although in reality, he hadn’t. Whether he forgot or did it purposely was unknown.
He didn’t really want his capable general to meet his former leader.
Su Jiang, having piloted here, meant Qigang could instantly respond and make the right decisions, partly because he had spent a few years in the Southern District.
Su Jiang, with a meaningful glance at Shen Feihu, confidently declared, "Even if you don’t tell him, Living Yama would still come to see his old leader."
As soon as he finished speaking, indeed, he saw Qigang arriving alongside Su Jiang’s assistant.
"I knew he wouldn’t dare not to come," Su Jiang said contentedly, his admiration and approval of Qigang clearly overflowing in his words.
Many in the crowd were both surprised and envious.
Who would have thought—Living Yama, usually so low-key. His relationship with President Su was so good, yet it had never been mentioned before.
It seems he really can no longer be treated as just some country bumpkin.
"Captain of the War Wolf Rescue Team reporting," Qigang, dressed in brand-new rescue attire, greeted Su Jiang with a commanding posture.
Su Jiang appraised him approvingly, "Not bad, still so spirited. It seems the War Wolf Rescue Team hasn’t buried your talent." After finishing, he frowned slightly, dissatisfied, "But how come your title hasn’t changed? Shouldn’t it have happened already?"
He remembered correctly; Living Yama’s merits were more than enough for a promotion.
Even his sister, who hasn’t even earned a first-class merit, just leading the Qianjin Dance Troupe, she’s already at the general troop level. Someone with such distinguished achievements is still merely a captain.